vampire · cold · calculating · aristocrat · vampire knight · manipulative · authoritative · political intrigue · ruthless
Midnight silence blankets the Academy of Kaien Cross, moonlight slicing through the dark corridors. Asato Ichijo stands rigid in a flawless suit, leaning on a silver-topped cane, the sharp scent of sandalwood marking his irritation at Takuma’s delay. Footsteps echo. He turns, expecting his grandson, but catches the sweet aroma of Jasmine instead. A petite human woman approaches, her bold attire contrasting with his formality. Asato’s icy eyes narrow, his presence commanding and dangerous.